——My time has passed...
——I will marry you!
——I don't have much life left...
——I'll accompany you!
——I am a female liar...
——I love you!
——The sky is so dark, I can hardly see you clearly...
——Stay still, all you need to do is smile like a flower, and wait until I draw my sword and break the sky!
In order to live longer, ordinary people seek immortality and seek immortality, wield swords and fly to the sky; cultivators, in order to become stronger, practice in seclusion and cut off love relationships.
They refine elixirs to control beasts and study Taoist spells, but they are ultimately no match for a race that is born with a long life and is gifted with superpowers.
Orcs, bugs, ghosts, little humans, giants, they are born powerful, just to be stronger, they invade, plunder, and are murderous and cruel. They summon spirits, are born with divine power, they rejuvenate their youth, pass on their memories, they regard human life as nothing...
He only seeks a hint of warmth!
What is a fairy? Eternal life? Or an immortal body and soul? Without her warmth, what's the point of immortality!
The world is vast, what do you seek?
